"Ah come all the way from camp, yistiddy, and no kid to be seen. Then
the boss sent me back to-day to meet this local train but he ain't come
yet. _Now_ when he shows up, he can walk to Carew's Camp, fur all I
care! I'm going back, right off."
"Lookin' for a kid, eh? What sort of one is he?" teased Mr. Simms.
"Augh, Jim Latimer says he was bigger'n him, but a blondy. And he said
he looked a Tenderfoot all through. I asked Red Mike if a feller
stopped at his eatin' place for a snack, but Mike tole me he ain't seen
no stranger in Oak Crick, this week," Jake grumbled.
"Did you say Jim Latimer?" exclaimed Eleanor, eagerly.
Jake turned to stare at the girl, and young Evans brightened visibly,
then he said: "Do you know Jim?"
"Do you know him?" chorused several voices, Polly and her parents
joining the chorus.
"Do I know Jim?" repeated Kenneth, laughing like his old merry self. "I
should say I did! Why, Jim and I went through school together, back
East, and it's Jim who got me in this Crew so I can get experience and
money at the same time."
"Well, this is great!" exclaimed Sam Brewster. "You see my boy John
goes to college with Tom Latimer, at Chicago, and that's how we met
Jim--his brother gave him a letter of introduction to bring us when he
came out here to work with Carew. I knew the Boss of the survey crew,
and Jim has been over to Pebbly Pit on Sundays. So now you must get him
to show you the way.
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